Crikey Oh Blimey, Mary Poppins! We’ve just been to London and had a right old Chas and Dave Up at the Anarchist Book Fair in the East End town of Cockney! Never mind all that Jock stuff, we’re now Diamond Geezers and make no mistake up the apples and stairs! (Get on with it, you woolly hat! Ed).
Well anyway, we went to Parliament Square to check out the big national demo by the English Defence League about 12.30 but all we saw were 6 EDL clearly having difficulty crossing the road so we went and had our sandwiches in the park. Then we found a few more eejits being marched away from the Red Lion, the pub where they had all been mass arrested at Remembrance Day last year after one bugle from Combined Ex-Parcel Forces had threatened plod with snipers. They looked lost and clueless and were surrounded by the Met. Many EDL spent this morning making excuses such as ‘it’s too cold,’ ‘it’s going to rain’ and ‘I spent all my benefits on Stella and Charles’ so the bold 40 who did eventually make the effort to get to the Square will need to brace the resolve of these panty-waisters! It was a pisspoor effort as it turns out and they came, they saw, and they conkered their trousers! They were under heavy manners from plod right from the off, they gathered inside a penned off area, tried to set fire to a tiny flag (probably for warmth) and then after the usual argy bargy, got sent home. Things were so desperate they even had to bring out the confused Glaswegian bloke Abdul as even the London divisions couldn’t be bothered turning up.
Meanwhile, 100s of anti-fascists had gathered in Walthamstow and marched through the area despite plod telling them they couldn’t and it’s probably fair for them to say today they are indeed ‘our streets.’ Anyway, back in town, after a bit more scouting about, we caught the Millennium Wheel up to the Anarchist Book Fair which was fun. On the way back we caught a bus that smelt, to put it politely, of ‘arse’ and passed plenty o’ plod at East London mosque standing in the rain and looking very glum indeed, obviously expecting a ruckus and brouhaha, and quite the opposite to the hundreds of anarchists having fun up the road.
Today looks like a dismal end to the EDL’s 3 year Berk-A-Thon, banned, reviled and when not ignored by the media, thoroughly slagged off, searching desperately for a purpose and quickly expiring. The only thing they can do these days is blether and bluster on Facebook as their efforts have come to nought having been shown up as naïve, politically inept no-marks. Their repetitious chant of ‘who are you’ now needs to be amended and addressed to themselves as ‘who were we?’
All in all it has been an appalling week for the EDL: Mr Tommy was remanded and then refused bail so will miss Christmas much to the relief of Mrs Tommy (last year he bought her a copy of Nuts magazine and a can of anti-freeze from the garage round the corner). Kousin Kev Karol is gradually giving up hopes of getting the PCC gig after his arrest this week of which it is reported: “They smashed the door off and wrecked my home. They took my only vehicle, with all the tools of my trade inside, and impounded it, as well as Tommy’s car.” … After smashing the door to Carroll’s home off its hinges, police officials repaired it, got a locksmith to put on a new lock, and left with the new keys, leaving Carroll locked out of his own home. When Carroll was released, still wearing his white paper prison suit, it was dark and raining; true to form, police officials offered him no transportation, even though it was late at night on a Sunday.” Shame. He also posted this rather stupid thing on Facebook which is not going to do his chances much good!
Heavenly Hel Gower has also been put in the frame as the one who grassed the 53 EDL eejits arrested last week as well as being blamed for everything that ever went wrong ever; and things are so bad that Jeff Marsh of Cagoules United has been mooted as leader – and if that’s the case, they are in trouble! (though I’m sure his twin nieces Kylie and Chardonnay, who both work at Aldi mainly for the discount, can help him with spelling).
Karaoke Kev was banned from attending the fiasco in town today and was probably glad of it. Instead he spent an hour handing out leaflets in Luton for his PCC gamble which claimed that he was ‘going to fight against two tier politically correct knife crimers and extremists and also other extremists as well.’ This week it was fun to see Kev railing against his detractors, especially at the Essex lot who he ex-communicated from the ever-shrinking flock, and he bravely printed his mobile number which he then bravely kept switched off all week. Finally, it is interesting to note that Kev is a carpenter and like that other carpenter, Jesus, he has about 12 followers. However, unlike Jesus, there is no hope of a resurrection! Be Seeing you!